LONG GONE
• Written by CashMethod
I spent my life searching
for perfect ends
found myself in the emotional curse
like a heroin binge
i was lost in love and lost for lust
trapped in the must it was tortorous
screaming aw shit, auschwits til they torture us
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
with a man named gus we never threw a fuss
for the knwoledge of the bullets that bust
we watched the blood spill the blood drip
But see i planned a trip
break out of this shit
running through the halls when the bells ring
......quick....
running and busting
i cocked the mic back
let it go ratta tat tat
like the sound of straps pressed to shoulders
the bullets smelt your ego
they fly by
fly mighty high and mighty strong
he craves the torture until his friends long gone
and noones around nor found to be fond of
the criminal record
more large than a swanton bomb
catch my confessions
long strung on soundcloud dot com
and drowned myself in a shallow pond
screaming bye mom, love me until im gone
im the phsycopath gone wrong
whats wrong,the strands of lies to long
so he cocks back the gun,
BOOMMM
the blast brings the wrath back
attacking assailants
shooting guns for fun
polaris razr with an m134 minigun
crickle crackle like pop corn
get straggled with the devils horns
on the quest for the best
I joined God when i gained my success
i found 47 in the glory and the best
Deep down, i'm a fuckin' shitbag that's depressed
Subliminal hints ill let you figure out the rest...
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CashMethod
Member since April 7 2015